Nous Sommes Arrivés

December 2, 2008 Personal Stuff 6

Well, it’s been a somewhat chaotic week. This was not made any less stressful by a letting agent that demonstrated an unprecedented level of incompetence. We knew that there was work necessary for the gas safety certificate before the letting of Longrider Towers. We told them that in September. What we did not want to happen was the gas man doing his stuff on the day of the move; which was exactly what happened, along with the agent getting the wrong date for the tenant to move in and not asking us for the keys, proof of ownership and identity until a mere 24 hours before moving day. This was compounded by BT cutting us off a week early, so incompetence seemed to be the order of the day.

On the day of the move we waited several hours with ten cats incarcerated in the house for a removal van that was stuck in traffic and diverted round numerous road-works.

My migraine triggers are stress, tiredness and low blood sugar. Given that in the space of 48 hours I suffered all three with these elements exacerbated by a hard drive failure on my computer making last minute work more stressful than it needed to be, one of them was going to get me and it did. Thanks to an excellent recovery engineer, my recent work that had not yet been backed up is now recovered and I have  new disk in the machine and am steadily rebuilding it.

On the crossing, I suffered my migraine and set off from Caen feeling rather worse for the weather. Twelve hours later, I was feeling better – but we then had to unload. So, now, L’Oustal is as full of boxes as the erstwhile Longrider Towers. I do, however, now have my satellite Internet connection set up, so am no longer relying on dialup. We also have the television satellite set up and I managed to find out why the gas cooker had an air leak (a washer was missing).

So on balance, we are making progress. I haven’t a clue about the outside world – I completely missed the Damian Green thing and the incidents in India. Probably not a bad thing…

Oh, and anyone reading the comments to my previous post will be reminded that Neil Harding remains an utter fuckwit (and there was me thinking that ignoring him would make the bugger go away). Indeed, his snide comments demonstrate a meanness of spirit that I came to realise was so typical of the average Labour activist. That was one reason for my leaving he party – I just couldn’t summon up the necessary misanthropy.

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  1. “So on balance, we are making progress.”

    I expect just being there, connected once again with the cats free to roam, has put the trouble you had to get there into perspective 😉

    “…meanness of spirit that I came to realise was so typical of the average Labour activist…”

    Yup, they really don’t like people at all, do they? I think that’s at the heart of many of thair failed policies.

    JuliaMs last blog post..”Maybe my children like running wild in the street. Had that occurred to you?”

  2. The cats are still housebound at the moment. One of next door’s cats came in and started growling at them, but they tended to ignore her. I was reminded of Father Jack grumping away in the corner shouting “Feck!” and “Arse!” while everyone else just goes about their business.

    My time with the Labour party was an education. I believed, as a twenty something, that it was the party that represented the poor, the workers and those in need of a helping hand. How wrong can one be? To my credit, I learn from my mistakes…

  5. I wouldn’t worry about the incompetence. It’s a British standard lately. They all do it so in reality there is nowhere else to go.

    Hopefully life will be different for you now. Make sure you get a good stock of wine in and that should sort out all your ills.

    Good luck in your new home.

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